33 Apocolypse Ave, Wednesday evening

[izzyalienqueen]

Keeping in mind what she'd been told at the library, Isabel kept a wary eye out on the way back to Ronan's house.

She didn't notice anyone suspicious and maybe she was just being paranoid, but it seemed like the streets were a little emptier then normal.

Relieved to finally be back in familiar surroundings, Isabel poked around the kitchen and tried to figure out what to make for dinner.

[For the housemates or anyone else that needs her]

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[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

He'd made his choice then.

Isabel took a deep breath and nodded. "Fine. At least eat some dinner first."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"I know. Because I don't like our odds if we don't." Isabel was feeling the tiniest bit of defeat herself.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"We're not done yet. If we've got names, and we've got people, and we've got Special Collections... there will be progress. Somehow." Parker closed her eyes, still eating. "But I need to sleep before I go back and do that."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Why don't you crash here again?" Isabel offered. "If there's weirdness about, no need for you to risk it."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Why not." Parker ate a couple more bites, her vision blurring with tiredness. "I miss Zero." Jarod too, but today had been a day to be reminded of Zero more.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"I know. I bet she would have loved a trip into Special Collections." With her boots and her mallet no doubt.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"And dancing with the Wild Things." Parker pushed her food away, and rubbed at her eyes. "Couch. Couch is good."

[blessed_twice]

His choice was to go on the offensive rather than wait. Enough people had already vanished. He wasn't going to watch more go.

"Fine," he said. He could wait until morning.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Go," Isabel said, pointing the way. "I'll clean up."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Proper tactics called for reconnaissance first. Learning the enemies' weakness so that it could then be exploited when you did finally go on the offensive. But Isabel had only spent six months helping fight a war on another planet. What would she know?

Subdued, she moved about the kitchen for a few minutes before setting two plates of pasta on the table for them. "Here, eat."